Chapter 611 Dawa's Woman

“We’ve talked too much. Given the current situation, we shouldn’t continue discussing these private matters.” Lu Jinye straightened his expression, regaining his cold and aloof demeanor. “Commander Xie, we should discuss the next steps in our advance into the capital of Burma.”

"Yes, business comes first!"

Commander Xie nodded repeatedly, stepped aside, and gestured for Lu Jinye to move to the side so he could explain in detail.

Lu Jinye nodded to Wen Ni, then turned and followed the 93rd Army to a secluded spot nearby.

They had just walked away

Baron and Qin Yuan appeared suddenly like ghosts, silently appearing behind Wen Ni...

"Is Xie Zuwei so desperate to marry off his daughter? He's actually setting his sights on our Master Lu, trying to steal Miss Wen Ni away. Doesn't he even know if he's good enough? Our Miss Wen Ni and Master Lu have a relationship that's been through thick and thin—who says they can just shake it like that?"

"That's right, Miss Ni Ni, you don't need to lower yourself to his level."

One of them was filled with righteous indignation, while the other remained calm and composed.

Wen Ni glanced at them, then silently bent down, took the two largest sweet potatoes from the fire, and gave one to each of them.

"Eating won't shut you up. Eat up, we might be storming the capital tonight."

"Tonight? So soon?"

"Like a stray dog, at its wit's end, the longer the battle lines are stretched out, the greater the hidden danger!" This is what Wen Ni thought, and she knew that Lu Jinye thought the same way.

"oh……"

Qin Yuan nodded blankly. He took both sweet potatoes, quickly peeled one and handed it to Baron, then peeled the second one while blowing on his reddened palms.

Barron just watched him quietly, the sweet potato he ate seemed to be coated with honey!

The troops stationed on the outskirts of the city took one last headcount, waiting for the night to deepen.

An unusual white fog drifted into the city from outside.

It blotted out the sky and blocked out the sun, like dark clouds pressing down on the city!

The Burmese army guarding the capital of Burma finally realized something was wrong.

"Enemy invasion! Alert!"

Before the shouts had even finished, a cannonball came flying in, blasting their limbs into the air!

The combined forces of China's two army groups were simply beyond their ability to withstand.

Some brave and loyal men fought to the death, but most fled and scattered! In the end, there were more civilians in the city than soldiers left to guard it!

The Chinese army advanced with unstoppable momentum, reaching the Presidential Palace.

Wen Ni's body had not fully recovered, so Lu Jinye kept her by his side and never left her side!

She looked at the broken walls and ruins along the way, and heard cries of despair everywhere.

I saw soulless bodies lying in the sea of ​​fire and smoke.

What do those in power gain from their selfish desires? How can those meager benefits compensate for the homelessness, broken homes, and deaths suffered by countless people in two countries?

Before our eyes, the once majestic and imposing presidential palace of Myanmar still stands, but its white walls are covered with marks left by gunfire and bullets.

There was also bloodstain that was indistinguishable from whose, leaving behind streaks of dark red and foul-smelling blood!

Ascending the once smooth, jade-like white jade steps, now littered with corpses and dust, and listening to the ancient bells echoing from the high-rise buildings, stirring up flocks of birds to take flight, signifies the end of an era and the demise of a regime!

In the presidential palace, a symbol of power and supremacy

Led by Liang He, the soldiers surrounded the three people in the center!

Two men and one woman.

A man dressed in a yellow Burmese military uniform, with white hair and temples, looked to be about forty or fifty years old.

A woman nestled beside the man, her figure graceful and her attire exotic. She wore a veil, making it difficult to discern her appearance and age. Only her eyes, sparkling with an unusual light, revealed her panic and bewilderment.

Beside him was a relatively young boy, dressed in a noble and gorgeous presidential suit, military yellow with colorful tassels. His face was youthful and confused, and his eyebrows were very similar to Princess Sia's!

"Dawa, things have come to this, you have nowhere to run." Liang He's eyes were bloodshot. "Put down your weapons! Surrender!"

His Fifth Brigade was almost entirely wiped out in Burma, along with his left arm! How could he not hate them!

He wished he could tear the instigator and enemy leader in front of him to pieces and devour him alive!

"It was my mistake; I underestimated the enemy." Dawa, the man with graying temples, sneered, his eyes arrogant. "I didn't expect that among these good-for-nothings in China, there would actually be one or two capable of leading troops into battle..."

"Bah! You wolves and tigers who can even devour your own people, what right do you have to call us good-for-nothings?"

"Ha! Calling you good-for-nothings is giving you too much credit. In my eyes, you're nothing but a bunch of straw dogs and pigs, livestock only fit to crawl on all fours, eating swill!"

"You motherfucker!"

The Chinese soldiers were outraged and were about to step forward because of Dawa's unbridled remarks!

"Kill me! Hahaha, if you have the guts, kill us!" Dawa's eyes were filled with madness and arrogant contempt. "You keep saying you don't want to start a war, but what have you done? You've occupied so many of my Burmese cities, killed so many of my people! Now you're even holding guns and marching into my capital, pointing them at my head! You bunch of bandits! Hypocrites!"

"You're the one who started the war," Liang He said through gritted teeth. "You brought this upon yourself! We killed the Burmese soldiers, but you're the real mastermind behind all those deaths! You're the black-hearted, wolf-like leader!"

"We're in your hands now. Say whatever you want, distort the facts however you want, we have no power to defend ourselves," Dawa coldly snorted loudly. "In short, I will not surrender. Kill me, the Burmese people will remember my bravery!"

"Damn it, you think I don't want to kill you?"

Liang He suddenly raised his pistol, his finger trembling slightly as it rested on the trigger.

The soldiers around him looked at him nervously, "Brigade Commander Liang!"

Dawa, you mustn't kill him.

He knows it better than anyone else!

Just as the standoff was reaching its conclusion, the woman next to Dawa suddenly knelt down! Her voice was mournful, and she spoke in English with a slight accent:

"Please, don't kill us, we surrender!"

"You won't beg them!" The young president suddenly spoke up. His face was pale, and although he was terrified, he stubbornly raised his head. "The Chinese killed Xia. They are executioners, they are demons! Even if I die, I will never bow down to them!"

For a moment, the soldiers surrounding them were filled with mockery and pity.

More than anything, it's just speechless absurdity!

"We killed Princess Xiya?" Liang He pondered these two words repeatedly, finally smiling silently and slowly shaking his head.

"You bunch of animals! You don't dare admit it, do you?" The young president broke down, yelling, struggling, and screaming.

"Poor Sia, until her death she believed that it was her beloved brother who ordered her to die. She was willing to sacrifice her life and throw herself into purgatory, but in the end, she was manipulated by someone with ulterior motives!" A clear female voice echoed in the hall.

Like a puppet, the pale-faced young president nervously raised his head, passed over the shoulders of the crowd, and looked at the girl in military uniform who was walking slowly towards him!